It's hard to describe. It's like a tiny bit of both. Sometimes, when I'm on my own, I believe that there are people in the room with me - characters from programmes, etc. - even though I *know* that there's obviously no-one there. I can't see them. They're not like a visual image in my head like you see through eyes, but I imagine that they're there, even if I know they can't possibly be.

Yeah, I sort of guessed that even if I don't act on it, I'm always going to have some sort of problem with my eating, whatever the problem is. It's been seven years now of exercising, binging, hating the way I look, etc. And it can be happening not as much one minute, and then bang! You're back to the eating problems once again because of a comment that someone's made. It's never truely going to go away.

I was worried I hadn't spelt it right actually! It looked wrong!

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